Quit your day job. Go on. I dare you.

It’s the last days of everything at the moment. Tonight is Le Delice’s closing party. Katy and Fred are taking a well earned break and buggering off for a couple of months. There’s a BBQ tonight and I daresay most of the Les Houches Royalty who haven’t left already will be there. Imagine if your local pub closed twice a year for a couple of months! Weird eh?

And tomorrow it’s the end of season party on the Grande Montets. Martin was up there yesterday and saw them building the paddling pool which people ski into. The main party is in the bar right at the top. It’s about 3000m up there – partying at altitude. I think I’ll stick to my plan of not taking my skis up, cos I can just see myself trying to ski down the glacial front face all smashed up and breaking something.

It’s been hot and sunny for a couple weeks now. I’m not complaining of course – I love the sun, but after a while your head does get a little frazzled by it. Yesterday I woke up in a stinkingly bad mood. I looked out the window and was actually disappointed to see it was another bluebird. I wanted cloud and rain.

My mood got steadily worse throughout the day until mid afternoon when suddenly it did cloud over and start to piss down. It was like a weight had lifted. There were heavy showers all evening and the smell was amazing. It smelled like summer and reminded me of the fantastic thunder storms you get here in the Alps. It seems that we’ve had our 2 weeks of spring and summer has begun.

We started our climbing season today at Gaylands. It’s sunny and warm, perfect weather to make like a monkey. Speaking of which, here’s the boy Rudd scaring himself a little…

Congratulations again to Simon and Kate Little who have successfully manufactured baby Beatrice. A beautiful baby girl whom Simon assures me is already the love of his life (aside from Kate of course)!